Words stamped down Placing bricks in mortar. Heavy lifting. But they say writing is the fun part. Editing is tricky, at risk of losing this voice to that one. Watch out for a takeover, rip off, erasure. Writing … Continue reading →

Obstructing the view, a pepper tree must be cleared away. Sitting on the porch, I watch the branch removal operation as limb by limb they fall down. Where will the birds go? In the morning the fog lifts and light … Continue reading →

“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that’s bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can … Continue reading →

I’m organizing people, tasks, plans at work and in my dreams. I’m living my work life twice, once awake and once asleep. Let me out! Walking down the street, I’m shucked as new corn – Exposed, raw, open. It’s New … Continue reading →

Once sheltered, then
shown and shut in. Condemned.
Brando brute unmasks both raw
and hungry. His apartment, well
off the French Quarter, pokes
bets and constant craving. Lusting
after life and trading
on decency. Continue reading →

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“Genuine poetry can communicate before it is understood.” TS Eliot

Truth

Tell all the Truth but tell it slant—
Success in Circuit lies
Too bright for our infirm Delight
The Truth's superb surprise
As Lightning to the Children eased
With explanation kind
The Truth must dazzle gradually
Or every man be blind—
~Emily Dickinson